It’s been a quiet month, that’s for certain. Having been reliably informed by my agency that there’s no work in Croydon (although they’re still hopeful that something will turn up in August) I’ve been stuck around the house for most of the time, while various friends wander off on their various holidays. It seemed for a while that all of Croydon must have gone to Zante (which doesn’t say much about Zante, at least for those two weeks). Having disappeared for months to the States, however, my friends were quick to inform me that I was in no position to complain.